BLACK WIDOW: (SPOKEN)
oh, those girls are ten a penny.
you've got so much more.
you've got.. you've got...
you've got a wonderful personality!

MAGGOT:
what does that wispy little brat have
that you don't have double?

BLACK WIDOW:
she can't hold a candle
to the beauty of your smile.

EMILY:
how about a pulse?

MAGGOT:
overrated by a mile.

BLACK WIDOW:
overvalued.

MAGGOT:
overblown.

MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW:
if he only knew the you that we know.

Emily sighs.

BLACK WIDOW:
and that silly little creature isn't wearing his ring.

MAGGOT:
and she doesn't play piano-

MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW:
or dance-

MAGGOT:
or sing.

MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW:
no, she [bad word] 

EMILY:
but she still breathes air.

MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW:
who cares?

MAGGOT:
unimportant.

BLACK WIDOW:
overrated.

MAGGOT:
overblown.

MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW:
if only he could see
how special you can be.
if he only knew the you
that we know.

EMILY:
if i touch a burning candle
i can feel no pain.
if you cut me with a knife
it's still the same.
and i know her heart is beating,
but i know that i am dead.
yet the pain here that i feel,
try and tell me it's not real.
but it seems that i still have a tear to shed.

MAGGOT:
the sole redeeming feature
from that little creature
is that she's alive.

BLACK WIDOW:
overrated!

MAGGOT:
overblown!

BLACK WIDOW:
everybody knows
that's just a temporary state,
which is cured very quickly
when we meet our fate.

MAGGOT:
who cares?

BLACK WIDOW:
unimportant.

MAGGOT:
overrated.

BLACK WIDOW:
overblown.

MAGGOT AND BLACK WIDOW:
if only he could see
how special you can be.
if he only knew the you
that we know.

EMILY:
if i touch a burning candle
i can feel no pain.
in the ice or in the sun
it's all the same.
yet i feel my heart is aching.
though it doesn't beat,
it's breaking.
and the pain here that i feel,
try and tell me it's not real.
i know that i am dead...
yet it seems that i still have some tears to shed.